How "DP" became my nickname

During October, I attended a stag party at 1am on a Saturday. The groom and best man are my close friends so of course I wanted to show my support. Two other guys from the groom side came by as well. We were checking out the food at a local bar in Long Island. After we finished our meals, we wanted to end the night off great for the groom so we decided to go to the nearest strip club.

I forgot the name of the club that was decided. What I do remember was shivering during the cold night during that October. From a guy with low iron, I have to bundle up with heavy clothing including a thermal shirt and pants. By the time the crew drove to the club I couldn't be more happy. We walked inside, paid the bouncer $50 (ten for each person) showed our IDs and we walked in.

The club at hand had an option between sitting by the bar or sitting by the main stage with 2 poles and 2 half naked dancers performing at that moment.

NO brainer what I sat!

After getting the required purchase of one drink, the group has spread out between different areas of the club. I recall the best man sitting next to me while watching the dancers perform. 15 minutes passed as I was watching the rotation of dancers. They were good looking. Some with large DDs and other with pole skills. Still I wasn't convinced about getting a LD from any girl so far. Here I am with my Heinekin while most of the customers were making it rain and feeling up on the dancers, including the best man.

So now one of the dancers gets off stage and I'm waiting for a new one to perform. As I was drinking out of impatience, the new dancer came out standing towards my right with her back turned to me. Ill name her "Tune". Tall, WOC with long black hair wearing a blouse, white panties and high heels. Girl had thighs that made me crave a Thanksgiving turkey. Think of Maddie from the Sonic movies.

Tune was talking to a customer right next to me. When she was done, she got on stage. Tune was right in front of me, sat on both knees and proceeded to take her blouse off in such a slow mo fashion. Back arching and her thick booty in clear view. My face had the same reaction with Sam Jackson cigarette drop during the pool scene in "the hitmans bodyguard'. If you know, you know.

So bet. I got Tune's attention and she gave me the cost of LD. 30 bucks I believe. I paid the bouncer and he led Tune and I to the booth. I walked in and I start making myself comfortable by removing my coat and sitting back on the small couch. Tune asked me if I was ready. I said "I am now". Tune proceeds to get on top of me, kiss me on the forehead and starting grinding on me swinging back and forth.

At one point, she starts noticing how hard I was and by rubbing on my crotch. She says "Oh you got a honker in there." With no hesitation she opens my belt, unzips my pants and inserts her hand to grab my schlong. Me, being excited to get a HJ, forgot about the extra pants I had on. The second Tune touched them she shooked her head, looked me in the eyes and said WHAT DA HELL?! She said that was so much confusion, I bursted out with laughter. Knowing I somehow cock blocked myself, I replied with 'I can't make it that easy for you."

Yeah....I could have said that sentence better.

By that point, I didn't want to look desperate for a HJ . So I had Tune dig into my extra pants and started rubbing my schlong. I pretty sure her hand was hurting from how tight the pants were. So she turned around to give me her back and drop her panties. She starting grinding on me again. She had me rub on her coochie while caressing her tits. I guess we were even now.

So the LD was done and Tune is putting back her panties and blouse ready to walk out the booth. Before she walked out, she told me I have to give her a $20 tip. Me thinking "Daduq. Should have told me about tips before I walked in." I was low on cash so I lied and said all I have was $5. She said next time it's a $20 tip and kissed me.

It was getting late. I almost spent all my money. I'm ready to leave the club. As I walked out of the booth, the best man approached me. He was right by the booth and heard the moment Tune freaked out about the pants and my laughter. I explained what happened. He starts chuckling and asked me "Why were you wearing "DOUBLE PANTS?"

My response: I was cold, man.

The best man told THE WHOLE CREW about that shit the minute we walked out the club. Even had the groom saying "That was the best highlight of the night." Hearing "Double Pants" always has my friends chuckle to this day. Hence my nickname was given. Even when it makes me laugh now, I never lived that moment down.